[Episode 205559] [Episode 205559]
Five nude teenagers sat around the Tendo family room, waiting for the next episode to begin. Of these, only one was male at the moment, but that was just because he didn’t have any particular reason to be female at the moment. After all, as much as Ranma loved Out Of Character female sex, his self-image was still quite male. On the other hand, the other person in the room with a variable gender, Konatsu, was female at that moment because her owner and Mistress wanted her that way, and the commands Nabiki had typed into the Master PC had stated in no uncertain terms that the kunoichi’s physical forms hinged entirely on Ukyo’s whims.
At the moment, they weren’t doing anything remotely hardcore; in fact, about the closest thing to an actual sex act was the way Ukyo had been gently stroking Konatsu’s breasts for the past few minutes—the novelty of being able to control her slave’s physical form was still quite fresh, after all. For her part, Konatsu was looking over a prospectus that the writer had provided, sketching out some of his long-term ideas for the thread.
“Holy crap—that’s just freaky. Is this sort of thing normal for gratuitous sex stories?”
“First of all, this is a Master PC thread,” Nabiki explained for the relatively underused character (at least in lemons, anyway), “and that means it’s not just a gratuitous sex story: it’s a gratuitous kink story. Second, as I understand it, what you have there is actually fairly old—I’m pretty sure most of those ideas were rejected for not being kinky enough.”
“Jeez… so what are we doing next, then?”
“Who knows? I’m pretty sure the writer’s got some ideas that are plenty kinky, but with a plot device that practically demands sexually perverse one-upmanship like the Master PC, going too far too soon can kill a thread faster than that mechanical killjoy.”
“How can anything kill a thread faster than that cyborg?” Akane asked rhetorically. “After all, last I checked, he usually does the job by just plain killing.”
“It’s called hyperbole, sister dear.”
“I hope he does something soon,” Ukyo said idly.
“The cyborg?” Akane asked, her face looking quite pale.
“No, the writer! I mean, I just got into this thread, and I still haven’t had the chance to orgasm on screen yet.”
“Ah, don’t sweat it, Ucchan,” Ranma reassured his best friend. “He’ll come up with… some… thing….”
“Uh, Saotome, are you okay?” Nabiki asked.
The pigtailed youth’s eyes widened as he realized what was going on. “Shit! We’re on!”
“What?”
“The episode! It’s already started!”
“Crap!” came the near-unison reply from the rest of the teenagers, who immediately started scuffling around, trying to get ready for the next round of fucktastic entertainment. As the five started moving furniture and scanning over the episode script (which just so happened to materialize at that exact second), Ranma decided to address the author directly.
“Uh, if it ain’t too much trouble, would ya mind shiftin’ the scene ta Kasumi for a bit? We sorta need ta get set up here.”
As she lay on her bed, still almost completely exhausted from her recent “adventures,” Kasumi Tendo couldn’t help but roll her eyes. “I swear, those kids have no concept of a work ethic.” After all, if she was in their position, she’d have been ready to get to work days (if not weeks) before the author even decided to commit to writing a new episode—especially since it was a sex scene! How anyone could not constantly be on call for some sweet lovin’ was almost beyond her comprehension. The normally one-dimensional homemaker sighed as she absently stroked her still-sore pussy—
“‘Cunt,’ please,” Kasumi corrected the author. “‘Pussy’ isn’t even close to being degrading enough to be satisfying.”
It was rather obvious that Kasumi was still quite horny, despite all that she’d gone through—she was just too tired to do anything about it, which just plain sucked. “Too horny to get any rest; too tired to do anything about feeling horny,” the young woman summarized in a pathetic whimper. “I wanna fuck.”
Fortunately, Kasumi was quite lucky on this day.
“Lucky?” the enthusiastic slut replied, perking up. “Do you mean ‘lucky’ as in ‘good luck,’ or ‘lucky’ as in ‘good fuck?’”
The answer, in fact, was both. After all, the only reason she had even gotten tired in the first place was so she could serve as the punch line to a joke, and the only purpose for her “rest” had been to make sure she’d be readily available when the orgy downstairs required a sixth person. Which, according to this writer’s sensibilities, it did.
“Woohoo!” Kasumi said, practically jumping out of bed and removing all of the clothing she’d been too tired to remove when she’d first arrived. As soon as she was nude, she asked, “When do I start?”
The answer, of course, was that Kasumi would get to start as soon as the others in the Tendo house were ready to get the sex scene proper underway, which was due to occur right… about…
“Kasumi! Could ya come down here for a sec?”
The homemaker didn’t even give the narrator a chance to make a pithy comment about the nature of storytelling (or make a lewd pun on the phrase “come down here”) before bolting out of her room and down to the main floor. When she reached the bottom of the stairs, the scene did not disappoint.
Akane and Konatsu (still in a female form) were seated back-to-back on a small, polished wooden box in the middle of the floor. Not surprisingly, both were naked (as were Ukyo, Nabiki, and a female Ranma), save for a few accessories that were obviously sexual in nature. These included a pair of slave collars (connected by a short length of chain at the backs of their necks), ball gags, and leather blindfolds, as well as ample lengths of rope used to tie both girls’ arms behind their backs, pushing their chests outward as they leaned against each other for support and increasing the prominence of their breasts, while their legs were attached to straps at the corners, spreading their legs and exposing their pussies—
“Ahem…” Kasumi interrupted with an irritated cough.
—sorry, exposing their cunts, which were glistening with wetness and anticipation.
“Better.” The eldest Tendo then turned her attention to the redheaded girl with the magnificent laptop opened in front of her. “So, what’s going on, Ranma-chan?”
The pigtailed girl smirked. “Well, it’s about lunchtime, an’ Akane an’ Konatsu here were gonna make somethin’ for us. Trouble is, it’s pretty well established that neither of them can cook if their life depended on it. Fortunately, with the Master PC, that problem’s easily solved.”
Kasumi knew damn well, of course, that none of this was true, and that Ranma was basically spouting off a justification that was completely unnecessary, given the thread’s overall tone. Still, she decided to play along. “So you gave them the ability to cook?”
“Don’t be ridiculous—even the Master PC can’t help Akane make something edible.”
This elicited an extremely irritated grunt from the redhead’s gagged fiancée.
“So how did you solve the problem?”
“Simple. I thought of something they can make for us without cookin’.”
“And that is…?”
“Ya mind demonstratin’, Ucchan?”
Ukyo nodded and proceeded to ever-so-lightly squeeze her one of her slavegirl’s breasts, causing a white fluid to leak out of the nipple.
“A milk bar!” Kasumi squealed with delight. “Ranma, you’re a genius!” Not only was the idea wonderfully perverted, but now the episode’s title made sense!
“I know,” the martial artist replied modestly (modest compared to her usual ego levels, at least). “So, will you be joining us?”
Instead of replying, Kasumi rushed over to the bound pair, latched on to one of her sister’s nipples, and began suckling her vigorously.
This enthusiasm elicited a chuckle from Ranma. “She’s either really hungry, really horny, or both.” The redhead then turned her attention to Nabiki and Ukyo. “Well, I think Kasumi’s got the right idea—shall we get started?”
“Hold up, Saotome,” Nabiki said. “Could you just explain why you turned into a girl? I mean, other than for getting girl-on-girl action.”
“That ain’t enough of an explanation?” Ranma asked, confused.
“Good point… let’s get started before Kasumi sucks these two dry.”
Of course, Nabiki’s mention of the pair being “sucked dry” wasn’t about to happen any time soon—Ranma had used the Master PC to make sure of that. But now was hardly the time to point that out, since there was milk to be consumed. The four unbound girls each took a tit for themselves, and though they did rotate to make sure that everyone got a chance to sample each breast, it soon settled down to where Ranma and Ukyo spend most of their time on the latter’s slave, while Kasumi and Nabiki gave most of their attention to their little sister (because lesbian incest is totally hot, particularly when the Tendo sisters are involved). It should be noted, however, that the milk dispensers’ services were not completely gratis, as both received generous tips in the form of their customers’ fingers periodically probing the depths of their slick pussies, which were apparently very much appreciated, if the muffled groans were any indication.
But perverted though the scenario may have been, it wasn’t enough for Kasumi (for starters, the author was still being a pussy by trying to avoid using the word “cunt”), who decided to kick things up a notch with a little dirty talking, shifting her mouth towards her sister’s ear and whispering, “You are such a naughty girl—preaching morality and getting off on your sisters. You like this, don’t you? You’re probably just too scared to do it without a plot device as an excuse. C’mon, Akane, we all know you want some writer to make you do this while you’re In Character, so you can be completely exposed an humiliated in front of everyone—even Takahashi-sama!”
The idea that her creator might end up reading this garbage pushed Akane over the edge, and she started thrashing and pulling at her restraints as her loins erupted in orgasmic bliss. This, in turn caused Konatsu to shift her body weight forward, pressing her mounds into the greedy faces of Ranma and Ukyo and her womanhood onto her Mistress’ probing fingers, causing her hymen, which had not even existed two hours ago, to break—and this being a sex story, any pain that came with that destruction of biological virginity was overwhelmed by the orgasm that seemed to happen when any fictional girl had her cherry popped.
A few seconds later, Ranma licked some of the breast milk that had strayed from her mouth in the weight shift before raising her head and offering some pithy commentary to close out the episode. “Oh yeah, this was definitely a good idea.” She then went back to Konatsu’s inviting breast for yet another helping of milk.
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